Freda’s POVHe kept laughing as he said that. I shook my head wondering where his sense of humor had been all along. Although there were a lot of smiles, he found it difficult to really relax because most guards were coming in and out of the ICU, giving him information about the said intruder. With the way they communicated, there were a lot of things they were not saying. I didn't push because I was more scared that this quiet moment that we were having was going to end soon if he changes his mood. "You don't have to worry, the antidote he gave me will neutralize the poison." I nodded. "But how were you poisoned? The only way that one can be poisoned with that much effect is through food. I know you didn't go to the lobby to eat."He narrowed his eyes at me. "Look at you acting like the FBI in my case. Do you want to catch the culprit?" "What do I know? I just want to be able to understand a lot of things. Especially what happened because everyone seemed to think that it was my f
Freda’s POVWhen I heard of Diane being kept in the dungeons, I pitied her because I understood why she had done that. That didn't nail a justification to get deeds but I didn't want her to suffer anymore. I thought she was still there until I saw her appear in front of me at the clinic. The rage and anger I never got the chance to feel kept rushing back in, I wanted to crush her until blood gushed out of her mouth. She wasn't supposed to be here at the clinic, which means there was more to the story. Maybe Alfred was just pretending all along by making everyone believe that he punished her for what she had done. I couldn't stand her any longer, Alfred was asleep and I didn't want to wake him. I know in my guts that it was not going to end well for either of us. As I left the clinic, I tried fighting back the tears. Everything thing was so conjoined that I was lost to the truth and even the lies. There was always more when it came to Alfred and the evil queen he called his girlfriend
Alfred’s POVFrom the moment she left, I felt like I was dropped into a sinkhole without anything to fall back on. Holding on to her hands, I felt like I could protect her at that moment. Nothing else mattered when we slipped through different conversations. She was there. Freda had no reason to stay with me through the toughest time but she stayed. I could find trust in my eyes, she didn't hide her concern for me. I saw her bare herself through the simple act of sharing my pain. There was more to her than meets the eye, I saw her in a new light. It was as if she had become intriguing, I ward off the negligence that I have cloaked myself with. I allowed myself to be smitten by the uniqueness she had to offer, I enjoyed every moment with her. Every moment that beat the dominant side of me, I wanted to know why she still clung to me. Then it occurred to me that there wasn't really any other choice left. I opened my eyes hoping to see her close to me but her face was replaced with that
Freda’s POVI wanted to scream, to scream loud till my lungs hurt. I hated myself for thinking about the cruelest man who had snuffed the fire out of me. Yes, he had caused pain to the grave for my body to keep in check but I was ready to look past it, I was ready to make sure that I didn't remember all that he had done to me. Seeing them together made me want to itch my skin away from my frame. It was too much pain. I could care less if he ended up with her or not, it was the fact that this sane whore almost sent me to my early grave for something I still do not understand. I ran into my room and slammed the door shut. I was heaving as I scouted the room, looking for something to break. I held the door, fell down on the floor, and broke down, there was pain, a lot of pain that sat in the middle of my chest. I felt like I was struggling for air as I recalled the picture of them together. I knew that the end was already at the drain but I stuck with what I believed. What I heard, I w
FredaHis voice rang in my head. The empty plate shattered from my hands, that was all I could look at. I avoided his gaze at all costs, the anger in me was controlling the better part of my thoughts. The amount of pain that was heavy in my chest became indescribable. I couldn't voice out my feelings even after venting out my emotions in the gym. The pain of seeing them both together was still the very worst scene that I have seen, the knot in my chest tightened even more as I thought about it. I breathed trying to look for the words to tell him but he was patient. He stared at me intently. "When did you come? I didn't know you were there." I diverted the conversation. I wasn't scared of what he would do to me, I was more interested in what he was feeling and thinking. Was his mind wandering like mine? Was he feeling the same way I was feeling? I wanted him to feel the anger that was boiling inside my blood. "That was not the question I asked you?" He gritted. "Why are you seasoning
Freda’s POVIn a normal scenario, it was a day for punishment. I kept clinging to myself as I cried myself to bits hoping that I would be sent to the cold room. Maybe finally, my death would come and everything would definitely make sense. Maybe, all I'm feeling would just be nothing but a dying flame and I wouldn't have to worry about trying to be seen or noticed. It was the most difficult thing to do, to sit when you know you have caused more damage to someone's heart, originally than usual. I stayed by my bed and stared at the blue night for the longest time. I didn't know how much time had passed but the view here during nighttime just pulls me in. There was a slight knock on the door, my heart was racing when I said. "Please come in." It was Sophia. She was looking distraught trying to avoid my gaze. Something in me wanted it to be checking up on me but how would you check on someone that tried to kill you? When the question popped into my head, I stopped thinking about it sbd
Alfred’s POV"She's hypothermic. We have to look for a way to keep her warm." The doctor said working as fast as possible. "Alpha, please you would have to excuse us. You do not have to be here." "Get to work Dalvin, I'm not leaving here." Dalvin quickly focused on what he was doing with the nurses helping him out. They were trying to keep her warm and trying to resuscitate her back. Her heart rate was already in v-fib and normally she would be pronounced dead because she has been down for over 20 minutes. She was still very cold. Dalvin was more worried that her brain was not getting enough oxygen to be able to bring her back to life. She lost enough blood as it is, from her feet and knees. I didn't know how she got in there, how she had access to the cold room. Something was not right, I didn't want to punish her. In Fact, I never wanted to ever punish her again because even if her anger drove her to almost kill me, she stayed with me when I needed someone. For some reason, she se
Alfred’s POV"You do not understand what it means to live like this," I growled at Kale who was unmoved. Kale had seen the worst of me and most of the time, he'd just watch. Most of the time, it is more amusing for him but this was different. Even with her sullenness, she had managed to capture the hearts of those around her. Everybody loved her and she didn't deserve everything that was happening. I fixed my eyes and looked out the window, imagining what her smile would look like if she was standing in this room or waiting for me in my room."It is bad enough that I bought her off without any prior details. It is bad enough that I had to snatch her away from her life. I was just watching from afar and it should have stayed that way. I thought buying her off from the auction house was going to get her out of trouble. Now, under this very roof, I have tortured her until she wanted to die and now you are telling me to add more misery to her already-filled cup and make her like us."Ka